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Chapter 45: Cooking with Elder Jing (1)

    Chapter 45: Cooking with Elder Jing (1)


    “You weren’t joking about cooking the Lightning Wolf’s meat?” Yang Wei asked in disbelief.


    Elder Jing had an eager expression as she got irritated by Yang Wei slow’s reaction.


    Raising her leg, she kicked Yang Wei down to the pit and Yang Wei dropped straight down as he could never believe Elder Jing would do this to him.


    *Bang*


    Yang Wei crashed into the pit and rubbed his head to soothe the pain.


    ‘Is this the reason why Senior Nie Jin asked me to be careful of those generous?’ Yang Wei said inwardly as he grabbed a small knife out from his spatial ring.


    Afterward, he started to dissect the Lightning Wolf to get the best tender part of the meat.


    His hand soon became bloody from dissecting but Yang Wei remained focused as he started skinning it.


    Yang Wei thought the skin could be a great material to make some clothes.


    Once Yang Wei finished dissecting and getting every edible meat, he stood up and leaped upward.


    Elder Jing smiles blissfully on the meat that is on Yang Wei’s hand.


    “I already used my spiritual sense and detected a nearby cave. You can start cooking the meat there for me. However, clean your bloody hand before you begin.” Elder Jing said as she pointed toward a direction, leading to ake.


    Yang Wei nodded his head as he walked forward to theke to clean his hand.


    Meanwhile, Elder Jing stayed behind a little longer as she created a small me to burn the Lightning Wolf’s corpse.


    Once she confirmed the corpse turned into dust, Elder Jing used some wind technique to cover their track and fighting scene.


    She was preventing anyone from noticing anything suspicious and that there are no trails behind them.


    Sometimeter, Yang Wei finished cleaning the meat and his hand, Elder Jing started walking to the nearby cave.


    The cave was dark and spooky with cobwebs in the ceiling. It was a hollow entrance and the path seemed to be a never-ending one.


    “Are there any demonic beasts inside here?” Yang Wei asked in a cautious manner since his spiritual sense was non-existence due to his low cultivation base.


    Elder Jing didn’t reply as she closed her eyes to sense carefully, searching every nook and cranny to make sure there were no demonic beasts lurking around.


    There were two things she hated the most besides getting betrayed and that was being interrupted when she was concocting a pill or eating some delicacy.


    A few momentster, Elder Jing confirmed the cave was safe without any demonic beast upying it, and she gave Yang Wei a slight nod.


    Yang Wei got her hint so he walked forward to find a suitable spot to prepare his cooking. At the same time, Elder Jing cast a spatial barrier in the entrance just for safety measures.


    ‘If some people are truly seeking death then I wouldn’t mind showing them the way to hell.’ Elder Jing eximed inwardly as she touched her spatial barrier.


    Double checking that the spatial barrier can prevent any damage below the Nascent Soul realm, she walked inside to check on Yang Wei.


    Yang Wei didn’t know what Elder Jing was doing as he was fully concentrated on seasoning the meat.


    Elder Jing raised her eyebrow in surprise as she grabbed hold of one of the many containers on the floor next to Yang Wei.


    “Where did you get these condiments?” Elder Jing asked since she was sure that her spatial ring only contains alchemy pills and some spiritual treasure for an emergency.


    They weren’ting to this mysterious realm for a pic and the spatial ring has limited space so it would be a waste to store condiments.


    Yang Wei scratched his head slightly as he exined, “I brought the condiments secretly because I always have to cook outdoors when I used to work a lot of odd jobs in the small vige. There was no one home since I lost my parents so I had to cook for myself every day.”


    Elder Jing had an apologetic look when she had made Yang Wei recall his past life as a mortal.


    Yang Wei gave a gentle smile when he saw her face and said, “It’s fine, Elder Jing. I have already gotten over it because my parents would definitelye back from their grave to smack my head if I still mulled over their death.”


    Elder Jing gave a simple nod as she sat down next to Yang Wei while asking,” So what are these condiments? I love eating good food but I’ve never cooked at all.”


    Yang Wei chuckled softly when he heard Elder Jing exposing a bit of her con such as not being able to cook.


    “D-Don’tugh. I’m always busy with a lot of stuff and there are usually servants doing these kinds of jobs for me.” Elder Jing turned embarrassed when Yang Weiughed at her inability to cook.


    In this world, no matter if you’re a cultivator or not, it’s a shameful matter for a woman to be unable to cook.


    Of course, Yang Wei did not mind Elder Jing being unable to cook. He believed in gender equality so unlike the males in this world who think females are just an essory, Yang Wei would treat them with respect.


    In fact, Yang Wei actually despised the male who thinks they are the dominant being when even females can be a prominent cultivator themselves.


    “Not knowing how to cook is no big deal, Elder Jing.” Yang Weiforted her and continued, “Do you want to try and learn cooking?”


    Elder Jing nodded with a bashful expression as she was embarrassed and happy at the same time.


    Happy that Yang Wei was unlike others who would look at her with disgust when they knew she can’t cook. Embarrassed, because she just lost her face against a junior and one who had dered his love to her before.


    Yang Wei smiled slightly at the honest behavior of Elder Jing. ‘Elder Jing is really cute when she acts coyly and shy.’
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